Life of Mine. [Harry Styles]

25. Beginnings

Songs for this chapter:

1. Paris in June-Johnnyswim

2. Something New-The Score

3. Rise-Selena Gomez

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Rosalyn POV. 

I woke up from a blissful night's sleep still in Harry's arms. He was fast asleep, his adorable face appearing innocent without any facial expressions. I never wanted to leave this bed, but I knew we would soon have to. Though I had called in sick to work, I promised Caroline I would finally let her see a bit of my writing, so I needed to go revise it and choose a part to send to her. 

Without even really meaning to, I leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on Harry's slightly parted lips. Surprisingly, he returned the kiss, letting me know he was awake. He continued to kiss me, slowly and lazily, molding his lips around mine. His hand came to rest on my underwear-clad hip, pulling me closer.

"Good morning," he greeted as we finally pulled apart, his voice twice as deep and raspy with sleep. His eyes slowly opened to meet mine, just as piercing and beautiful as ever. 

"Good morning," I returned, a giddy smile taking over my face. "We should probably get going soon."

"Never," he shook his head slowly, pulling me even closer. "We're never leaving, sorry to break it to you."

"Never?" I giggled, leaning forward to press a kiss to his chest. 

"Never ever," he muttered, running his fingers down my bare back. 

"I have an idea," I reluctantly leaned back so our eyes met. He raised his eyebrows in question. "I need to revise some of my writing since I'm going to send some of it to Caroline tomorrow, so I'm going to go to the Twist Cafe. You could come with me and work on your writing?"

"Hmmm," he contemplated. "I suppose that's good enough reason to leave."

"Get dressed," I giggled, pecking his lips before bolting out of the bed so he couldn't pull me back. He let out an obnoxious grumble, turning over to bury his face back in the pillows. I rolled my eyes playfully, scurrying into the bathroom to get dressed. 

After getting dressed, I felt my phone buzz, letting me know I had a text message.

From Emily: we still on for the cafe today?

I had forgotten that Emily was planning to come with me so she could work on sketches. As much as she enjoyed singing in the swanky New York club, she was ready to try to get into the fashion industry.

To Emily: yep, but Harry's coming too so he can write. you can invite Niall if you want. I figured we could make lunch and then meet them there?

From Emily: sounds fun! I'll text Niall. see ya soon.

I came back into the room to see Harry dressed, sitting on the edge of the bed with his phone. It took everything in me not to jump on him and undress both of us again. 

"Ready to go?" I asked, leaning down to kiss his cheek. 

"Yeah," he smiled softly, standing up to leave. 

After we checked out and left the hotel, we just wandered about the streets for a while, laughing and taking pictures with random fans and even smiling at paparazzi. And in that cool September day, hand-in-hand with the human being I loved most, life could not have been more perfect.